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When the unfolds
Young thirteen years old
Expose to any Tom, Dick, and Hank
Got mo' stretch than these hoes
they got rank
See Sega ain't in this new order
Dem in Atlanta, Georgia
United Nations,
Trained to do search and seize

Ain't knocking or
Dem coming for niggas me
Po' trash, like they
like her back in slavery
Concentration camps lace with gas lines
Inferno's outdoors like they had
When Adolf Hitler was in 1945
to me now, believe me
Later on in the future it up

Where they say it? no more constitution
In the event of a war
Places like operation Heartbreak
Moments tear air tight vents seat off despair
Dem say expect no
Foot you should be my least worries got to with
Where my W-2's,
black helicopters swoop down
And try to put in mines

Who's that peeking in my
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Who's that peeking in my
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Me and my family in our apartment complex
A gate with the serial code was put up
The claim that this community is so drug
But it don't that way to me 'cuz I can see
The young hanging out at the sto 24/7
Junkies looking for a hit of the blo', powerful

Oh, you know what else they to do
a curfew especially for me and you
The traces of the new order
is getting shorter if we don't get prepared
People it's be a slaughter
My won't allow me to not be curious
My folk don't understand so they don't take it
But now and then, I wonder
If the gate was put up to crime out or to keep our ass in

Who's that peeking in my
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Who's that in my window
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Listen up little niggaz I'm to you
About yo little ass need to be going through
I a victim too and I know I shouldn't smoke so much
But I do with the crew on the average 'bout 4 or 5
I'm lucky to be alive at now I realize the cost
After I lost my best friend Bean I recognize as a
Who am I to tell you to smokin'
Now you're to disease and colds
And ain't 16 years old, shit has got to stop
take a walk through detox

I want outta hold, I'm in a cell under attack
Loc up folks they in the hood, got an eye on move
I make your face to info you ain't know
'Cuz it's kept low how the new world
Reeks the planet the black man
So what's your angle, try to separate me the blood
Is disrespect coming in my home and not
your feet on tha rug
The Citron Absolut has got me bucking no hang with no
for the man with tha mask and the white pony

On my back are bills staying off my toes on my heels
Insane, plain, coming in the dark by plane
To enforce the new system by
Tag my skin with your chip
Run your hand tha scanner to buy you dish now
No fishing for your fish
tha days of tha old days past ways gone
Mind blown, conception,
My on your selections but I caught you coming, pow

Who's that peeking in my
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that peeking in my window
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that peeking in my window
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Who's that peeking in my
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